The Bride and the Black Bartenders 
Copyright 1999 by Stormbringer
Revised 2008


Pamela sighed as her fiancé kissed and licked around her big
nipples. She could feel the wetness between her thighs. God, she
wanted him inside her, but she had vowed to wait until they were
married and not for the first time since they had met, she
considered breaking that vow.

Pamela was a typical "spoiled" little Southern Belle. She had
attended only the most exclusive private schools and had just
graduated fourth in her class from Princeton. It was at Princeton
that she had her first and only sexual experience. She had been
seduced by one of her professors, a snobbish, uptight, older man
whom she had foolishly thought she had loved. He had slobbered
all over her big breasts as he took her virginity and he
ejaculated inside his condom minutes after penetrating her
vagina. It had hurt and not been the least bit enjoyable, but she
had loved him. Days later she had caught him with another student
and she had fled crying from his office. She had vowed never to
have sex again until the "I do's" had been said between her and a
man she was sure loved her and wasn't just after her body.

Michael tried to unbutton her blouse further down past her navel.
He had kissed down her belly to her navel when she stopped him.
"Only two more days stud," she told him as she stared at him
seductively. "Then this Body is all yours."

And what a body it was! Michael had never seen as perfect a
figure as his future wife had.   He had been waiting with her
parents when Pamela had returned from college. Michael Winfield
Scott, a descendant of the general by the same name, had been set
up to meet Pamela by their parents. He hadn't been thrilled with
the idea of an arranged date, but had given in, when he saw a
picture of the beautiful young woman. Michael felt his penis stir
in his pants the moment she had walked into the room.

Pamela had been angry with her parents at first since she was
just getting over the professor, but she had conceded to have
dinner with the dashing young med student. He had quickly charmed
her and she had agreed to another date. They had been dating
eight months when he asked her to marry him.

Michael could swear that his penis hurt, when she stopped him.
"Come on honey, you can't leave me like this," he said
despairingly as he stood up to show her his bulge. "I know you
started taking the pill, so why wait?"

"I want it too, but It's only two days honey," she said. "Then
you get to be the first person to put his bare penis inside me."

Michael knew about the professor and how the experience had hurt
her so much. Pamela suddenly had a naughty thought, and said,"
Wait here." She ran to the bathroom, put a glob of Vaseline on
her hand and returned to her fiancé. He was still standing there
with a curious look on his face when she sat down facing is
crotch. Pamela looked up at Michael seductively as she slowly
unzipped his shorts with her empty hand.

Michael couldn't believe it, Pamela was going to give him a blow
job. He had dreamed about this all year. Some of Michael's cruder
friends had told him she had DSL (dick sucking lips), when they
had first seen her. He watched his fiancé take out his penis and
began stroking it with her Vaseline covered hand. He was
disappointed when he realized all she was doing was jacking him
off, but he started enjoying the sensations. Anyway, this was a
step in the right direction.



He smiled at the thought of breaking in this practically virginal
woman. He had fucked around with lots of women and fantasized
about all the new experiences he could teach his fiancé. He
smiled down at the expression on her face, it was a cross between
disgust and fascination. His mind kept screaming SUCK IT, SUCK
IT. Yeah baby, get to know the cock that you're going to worship
with your mouth. The cock that's going to give you your first
orgasm. The cock that's going to fuck your hot ass. Yeah, that
tight pussy is all mine. This was the farthest and the kinkiest
he had ever gotten Pamela and the excitement caused him to shoot
his load after a few minutes.

Pamela found jacking off Michael to be disgusting, but she had
never gotten this close a look at a penis before. She had briefly
seen the professor's penis, nearly hidden by his paunch and she
hadn't been all that impressed. Michael's was bigger, just over
six inches she guessed and slightly thicker. It was beautiful,
erotic in a way, as it jumped beneath her stroking hands all
shiny with Vaseline. It twitched and Pamela jumped back as a
strand of semen flew out of the flared head of his cock, it was
quickly followed by a couple of smaller gobs. Yuck, she thought
as she ran to clean up. Michael yelled through the bathroom door
that he'd meet her out on the beach.

Her parents had rented out an old Colonial era inn for the
wedding. It sat right on the beach. Tonight and tomorrow wedding
guests would be staying there until the reception downstairs.
Then everyone, including the owners were leaving so that the
newly married couple would have the large house all to
themselves.

Pamela slipped on one of her more daring bikinis. The cups were
small and revealed a lot of her breasts out the bottoms and
sides. The panties barely covered her firm behind and it was a
leopard-skin pattern that made her feel like a wild animal. She
wouldn't have dared wear the bikini in front of her parents and
the other guests, but most wouldn't be arriving until tomorrow
night. She liked what she saw in the bathroom mirror. "Make way
for Pamela, Queen of the jungle," she said. "Reorrwrrr."



She threw a towel over her shoulder and walked down the steps.
She turned the corner towards the beach exit and nearly got
knocked down as she bumped into chest of a large man. He grabbed
her and held her steady. She found herself completely engulfed
within his arms and was staring at a large barrel chest. When he
started caressing her sides, she looked up at a large handsome
black face staring down at her. She jumped back angrily.

"Well, well," he chuckled. "The jungle Queen isn't ready to
submit to the strong Nubian warrior before her." He then added
"Yet."

Pamela noticed another large black man watching them from the
corner of the room. She had never been around a lot of black
people, nor had anyone ever spoken to her like that before. She
was suddenly very conscious of her near nudity and felt
intimidated and a little frightened.

"Y..you just keep your hands off me," she managed to stutter.
"Get out of my way."

The man she had bumped into, held his hands up in a gesture of
submission and motioned for her to pass. She angrily stomped past
the two black men and out the door towards the beach.

Will and Mark smiled at each other as they watched the angry
woman marching down to the beach. Their tongues were practically
hanging out of their mouths as they watched her ass shake as she
walked over the sand.

"Bro, that had to have been the hottest piece of white ass, I
ever seen," said Mark in awe.

He was the bigger of the two at 6'6" to Will's 6'3". The two men
worked as bartenders at a male strip bar, usually wearing nothing
but bow ties and tight briefs to show off their abnormally large
bulges. They both were weight lifters and had fucked many a
married white woman from both the gym and the bar. They had taken
the bartending job at the reception because Pamela's father was
offering $500 cash for three hours work.

"You gonna fuck her?" asked Will.

"Yeah, I think I am," said Mark confidently. "How 'bout you?"

"I don't think we can." answered Will

"Why Not?" asked Mark

"Cause here comes her husband." answered Mark as he pointed
towards the beach.

Michael was furious, Pam had been a nervous wreck as she told him
of her encounter with the black men and he wanted to know what a
couple black guys were doing at their inn. He burst into the room
and slammed the door.


"Which one of you "boys" touched my fiancé." screamed Michael
angrily. He stopped when he saw the size of the two men standing
before him. They actually seemed amused at his indignation.

"It was an accident, Suh" said Mark in his most subservient
voice. "Yo Missus, jus bumped inta me and I caught her."

"What are you boys doing here anyways?" asked Michael a little
more confidant now with their submissive behavior.

"Sorry Mistuh," Will chimed in. "We just be here settin up the
bar fo duh recepcion.

Stupid Negroes with their bad English, thought Michael. No wonder
they never amount to anything.  "You just keep your dirty black
hands off my fiancé," he said, "or I'll find another couple of
bartenders for my wedding."  Michael saw their eyes narrow at
that comment and sensing he had gone too far he backed off and
returned to his wife.

Mark and Will cracked up laughing as they watched the man fleeing
down the beach.  "Settin up da bar fo the recepsion," Mark
laughed clapping his friend on the back. "That was classic." 
"You weren't so bad yourself, bro" said Will. "So that hot bitch
is marrying that asshole." he nodded out the window.  Pamela was
modeling her bikini for her husband.

Mark watched as she did a little pirouette before her husband a
couple hundred feet from the Inn. He remembered the way she felt
in his arms when she had bumped into him. He had grabbed her up
by her breasts and slowly moved his hands down over her full
hips. His cock stirred as he watched her out on the beach.
Doubtless that little prick was bragging about how he had put the
two "boys" in their place.

"Well, there goes all hope of fucking that bitch," sighed Will.

"I don't think so bro," said Mark still staring at the
bride-to-be.

"I don't care how hot you think you are, Mark, you can't fuck no
woman just when she's getting married," argued Will. "A few years
from now, sure, no problem."

"Remember our little trip to Mexico?" Mark asked.

"Yeah so," replied Will a little perplexed.

"I picked up some knock out drops, when we were there," Mark told
him, a big smile on his face.

`Ah, the date rape drug,'  thought Will. "So we beat up his white
ass and drug his wife," he said. "Not me, that's rape."


"I ain't never had to rape no woman and I'm not going to start
now." said Mark a little indignantly. "Here's what I had in
mind...."

Will nodded as Mark filled him in on the plan. It just might work
he thought.

******************

Mark and Will were busy mixing drinks for all the guests at the
reception. It was what they called the post-wedding rush, when
all the bored guests filed out of the church and headed straight
to the bar. Mark was at the drink station inside, in the dining
area and Will was stationed outside on the large deck that ran
around the Inn overlooking the beach.   People were talking about
what a handsome couple, the bride and groom were, when Will
overheard someone say, that the newlyweds had the big old inn all
to themselves this evening. His ears perked up at that, and the
first chance he got he ran inside to tell Mark.  Mark had heard
the news already, and said "That's perfect, we'll sneak back
after everyone's gone and if we get caught, we'll just say we
were picking up some of our things."

They were interrupted by someone announcing, "Ladies and
gentleman, may I present Mr. and Mrs. Michael Winfield Scott."

Michael entered the room looking all handsome and dapper in his
black tuxedo, but all eyes were on Pamela as she entered behind
him. She was absolutely stunning in her long white wedding gown.
It hugged her lean figure perfectly and it had a plunging
neckline that showed off a nice amount of cleavage. There was a
spattering of applause and Mark felt his cock become fully erect
at the sight of the blushing bride. He had always found white
lace to be very sexy and he shifted the cock in his pants to get
more comfortable.

There was another rush for drinks and Will returned outside to
his bar. Mark and Will were busy serving drinks the rest of the
reception and during the buffet dinner out on the deck.  Mark
tried to catch the brides eye all afternoon, but she wouldn't
have anything to do with him. Her husband kept getting her drinks
and they both appeared to be getting a little drunk.

"You want a refill Mrs. Scott," Michael asked his wife as she
finished her wine.  "Why Mr. Scott, are you trying to get me
drunk?" she replied. "I think its a pretty safe bet that you're
going to get laid tonight." They laughed and kissed each other.

Actually, Michael was trying to get her drunk. He wanted her to
loosen up so that tonight he could pretty much do as he pleased
with her body. Michael felt a little light headed himself and
figured he should slow down on the booze himself. Motioning for
some friends to join him. He headed over to the big black guy's
bar.


"Well, well, Don't you look good all dressed up in those fancy
duds, boy" Michael said.

"What'll it be Mr. Scott?" Mark replied, his patience was almost
at the breaking point.  The jerk had been making snide comments
to him all afternoon and they had gotten worse the more he had
drank. Mark noticed a couple of big guys standing behind the
groom. The wimp actually brought some of his frat brothers to
back him up, he thought.

"Just one glass of wine, I think I had enough this evening," he
slurred, then turned to his buddies. "I don't want to miss out on
anything tonight". His buddies grinned and clapped him on the
back.

Shit, thought Mark, I missed my chance. He listened to the rich
white boys banter back and forth. He swore he heard them say that
the bride and groom hadn't had sex yet. He looked over at the
bride getting her picture taken with the guests. How can anyone
be around that sexy bitch and not fuck her? He had already picked
up on the fact that they had started dating over a year ago. Mark
grinned, she must be ready to explode in frustration without
having sex for over a year. He handed over the glass of wine.

"You boys, just be sure not to steal anything you hear," warned
Michael.

"We're not going to steal nothing, suh" replied Mark demurely.
Nothing but your wife that is.

Mark watched the groom take the wine over to his wife. He was
thinking they might have to drug her after all, when Will came in
from outside. Mark informed him that the plan was in jeopardy
because the groom wasn't drinking anymore, he also filled his
buddy in on the conversations he had overheard.

"We got one more chance," Will reminded him.

********************

"May I have your attention everyone," said the DJ. "Please gather
around for the champagne toast."

Michael looked around for a drink and saw the large black
bartender standing before him holding two glasses of champagne.
The bartender was showing them the proper respect as he handed a
glass to his wife with a little bow, and then one to him with a
grin on his black face.

Michael was staring into his beautiful wife's eyes, imagining all
the things he was going to teach this inexperienced young woman
tonight and over the rest of their lives. He had wasted a years
worth of sex waiting for this day. Well, there had been a couple
of other women, but Pamela was going to pay for every minute
she`d made him wait. He missed most of his brother's speech as he
fantasized about tonight. He caught the usual B.S. found true
love, happiness, eternity, blah, blah, joke, blah, blah. The
large wedding party, cheered for the couple as they downed their
champagne.


Michael frowned a little, at the taste of his. His father- in
-law must have skimped on the good stuff, he thought.

****************

Michael pecked at some of the left over food as Pamela hugged her
parents goodbye. The caterers were returning in the morning to
clean up everything so that the couple might get something to eat
if they got hungry later on. Michael was a lot drunker then he
had planned on and he stifled a yawn. This past week had really
worn him out.

Pamela waved to her parents and shut the door with a sigh.
"Finally we're alone" she said as she walked into her husband's
arms. She felt his penis harden in his pants and playfully gave
it a little squeeze. Michael bent over and lifted her into his
arms and with a groan he struggled to carry her up the stairs. He
entered the honeymoon room and dropped her on the bed, breathing
heavily. He began to undress as she watched.

"Wait, honey," she said in excitement. "I have a surprise for
you." Pamela lifted up her long gown and ran out to the room she
had spent her last night as a single woman in. She stood before
the mirror and unzipped the back of her dress. She struggled out
of the dress and looked at herself in the mirror. She wore a
small lacy white bra that pushed her large breasts up and
revealed the tops of her half dollar sized nipples. Just under
her navel she wore a white garter belt that supported her white
nylons. Her panties were see through and revealed her well
trimmed bush. She ran a hand down her belly and into her panties,
she was already wet with anticipation. Then clad only in her
lingerie and heels, she walked back to her and Michael's room.

Mark and Will were hiding behind the outdoor hot tub, just off
the beach. They had left the inn, parked their van around the
next block and  hurried back down the beach. The only light on in
the old inn was upstairs in the bride and groom's room. They
snuck up onto the deck and entered through the large sliding
glass door, which Will had made sure was unlocked earlier. Mark
had a flashlight and he shined it before them as they crept
through the dining area towards the steps.

Pamela walked down the dark hall to their room, She opened the
door and stood before her husband. "See anything you like," she
purred.  He didn't respond. Michael had stripped to his boxers
and was lying on the bed fast asleep.  That insensitive bastard!
she thought. What kind of a man passes out on his wedding night?


She climbed up on bed and throwing one nylon clad leg over his
body, she straddled her husband. Pamela began rubbing her crotch
against his moaning. "Please honey, wake up, I need it so bad,"
she sighed as she tried to shake him awake to no avail. Angrily
she dismounted and stormed out of the room.


Mark and Will we're about to climb the stairs when the hallway
light on the second floor turned on. They scrambled for cover,
and hid under one of the dining room tables. They heard the
click, click of high heels coming down the stairs and peeked out.

Mark couldn't believe his eyes at the vision that presented
itself before him. He looked up the stairs at her white high heel
then he let his eyes travel up her fit lean legs to her panties
and garters. He slowly unzipped his pants and pulling out his 12"
cock, he began stroking it as his gaze traveled up her flat
stomach to the breasts that were way too large for someone so
thin. He hadn't gotten the leopard bikini out of his mind for two
days and, the slut-bride look was about to put him over the edge.
Her blonde hair was still done up so that she looked every bit
the conservative, elegant woman from the neck up, but from the
neck down she had a body built for big cock.

Will looked down at his buddies foot-long monster, "Watch where
you point that thing," he whispered.  When they had first met,
Will had been a little intimidated by the size of his friends
cock, he had always been proud of his own 9" rod and he wasn't
used to being outdone in the cock department. The feeling of
intimidation had turned to sympathy when he realized that none of
the women they had fucked had been able to take all twelve
inches. Most even found his own monster a little uncomfortable at
first. They always came back for more though.

They watched the sexy bride, walk around picking at leftovers.
She was sobbing a little in frustration when she fixed herself a
drink. They heard her mutter to herself, "I can't believe how
horny I am. That bastard," They grinned at each other as she
walked past their hiding spot and into the living room.  Pamela
sat down on the couch and turned the TV on. Her state of arousal
overwhelmed the horny woman and she found herself rubbing her
clit as she sat there.

Will had to physically restrain Mark as the larger man was
practically ready to attack her right there. "Don't fuck up the
plan," he whispered. Mark calmed down and they slipped quietly up
the stairs. Mark and Will quietly pushed open the door to the
honeymoon suite. Will fumbled around for the light switch, found
it, and flipped it on. The two black men smiled at each other
when they saw Michael snoring contentedly on the bed.  Mark
easily threw the comatose man over his shoulder and left the
room, while Will began stripping. Mark roughly dropped Michael on
the floor in another room and returned to Will. Will was lying on
the bed naked stroking his cock to erection.

"Alright, I'll keep watch," said Mark as he unscrewed the light
bulb until it went out.  "Loosen her up for me buddy."

"I'll do my best," said Will as Mark left the room.

Pamela had been rubbing her clit hard for ten minutes. Finally,
in frustration, she gave up. The more she thought about Michael
the more pissed off she got. She wanted to feel his large penis
inside her. She wanted to experience an orgasm. How could he do
this to her? Pamela got up and headed back upstairs.


Mark was watching at the top of the stairs. He saw her coming and
ran to another room tapping Will's door quietly as he passed.

Pamela entered her room and flipped the light switch. CLICK,
nothing happened and the room remained pitch black. The light
bulb like her husband was burnt-out, she reasoned. She sat down
on the bed and was removing her heels when a strong hand closed
around her arm, startling her.  "Michael you bastard, how dare
you fall asleep on me," she yelled at him.  Michael didn't say
anything, he just took her hand and put it on his penis. Her
fingers closed around it automatically and she began stroking it
like she had done the other night.

The darkness must have been playing tricks on her because it felt
a lot bigger and a lot thicker. The monster was as hard as a
rock. She pushed her husband down on his back and straddled him.
Pamela began rubbing his penis along her soaking wet panty
covered crotch.  Will could barely contain himself. He wanted
nothing more at that moment then to rip off those panties and
fuck her hard. His senses seemed more acute in the dark and his
mind easily pictured the elegant looking woman in the slutty
lingerie straddling him.

Pamela sat up long enough to pull her panties off and she quickly
straddled her husband again. She could feel his long penis
twitching between her legs as she unhooked her bra. She wanted to
remove the garters and stockings also, but he couldn't wait any
longer. The horny young bride sat up and inserted the large head
of her husband's penis into her vagina. "Finally," she moaned a
she lowered herself down slowly on it. It did feel a lot bigger
then it had looked the other day. She figured he must not have
been fully erect when she had jerked him off. She had taken about
half of his fat penis when it started to hurt a little and she
paused.

Will was in shock. Never had he felt a pussy as tight and as hot
as this horny bitch's. She had practically jumped on his cock in
an effort to get it inside of her. He reached up and cupped her
breasts in his hands, feeling their weight and how firm they
were. He grabbed her nipples and began squeezing them between his
thumbs and forefingers.

The discomfort was being replaced by waves of pleasure and Pamela
lowered herself a few more inches. Michael was squeezing her
nipples a lot more roughly then he had in the past and she found
she liked the sensations. She moaned in pleasure as he pinched
them hard. Pamela estimated there was about two inches to go
until she was fully impaled and she decided to go for it. She
dropped down the remaining inches and gasped as his penis
penetrated her fully. The big cock head even seemed to press
against her cervix.

"Oh Michael, I love how your penis feels inside me," she cried as
she collapsed on his hard chest. "Promise me we'll do this every
night." Pamela caressed her husbands firm chest. Michael's
muscles seemed more pronounced in the dark then they had appeared
on the beach. Here was a strong man that could protect her and
someday give her many children.

"Michael, your the only man to ever have his naked penis inside
me." She moaned as she slowly slid up and down his hard rod. 
Will's eyebrows shot up when she said that. So, she had never
been fucked by an unprotected cock.

She leaned down to kiss him and he grabbed her ass with his hands
as they tentatively felt each other's tongues. He held her
tightly and rolled over.  Pamela gasped as the full weight of her
husbands body seemed to crush her. He started kissing down her
neck and started licking around her nipples. She ran her hands up
his strong muscular back and grabbed his hair moaning as he bit
one of her nipples. His hair must have been really mussed,
because it felt kind of kinky. He roughly pulled her hands off
his hair and had her grab onto the rails of the bed, causing her
breasts to thrust out as her back was arched. She felt like a
doll in his strong arms and found she liked the feeling of being
used for his pleasure.

Will kept his cock in her as he sat up kneeling. He held her
knees in his arms and began fucking her hard. He was very
impressed with her. She had taken all nine inches of his cock
with little difficulty. He wished he could see her hot body as he
rammed her with his cock. He imagined her big breasts shaking as
he pumped her and he could picture her belly having convolutions
with each thrust of his cock. He was fucking her with all nine
inches repeatedly, when she started screaming in pleasure. "Oh my
god, oh my god, Michael" she screamed. "It's happening, I'm
Cummmmming!"

Will smiled as the girl thrashed about in the throes of her first
orgasm beneath the relentless pounding he was giving her. He was
getting close and his rhythm was starting to suffer. He jerked a
couple of times and then grunted as his cum erupted from his
cock.  Pamela felt his hot seed spray the insides of her vagina
and moaned as another orgasm exploded from her body. His penis
sprayed what had felt like a gallon of semen inside her before he
pulled it out and she felt another glob land on her belly. She
felt empty without him inside her. Her husband had collapsed
panting beside her and she snuggled into his arms.  "Oh Michael,
I never imagined sex could be that good," she sighed contentedly.
"I love you." Instead of answering he just leaned over and kissed
her on the lips. Pamela felt his sperm leaking from her vagina
and whispered that she'd be right back and yelped as he smacked
her ass playfully."

Mark had turned on the light, to investigate the room he was
hiding in. He knew from previous experience that he had about an
hour until his friend was done breaking in the pretty young
bride. Michael was still snoring on the floor a dumb look on his
face. Mark looked around and realized this must have been
Pamela's room by all the woman's clothing strewn about. He
noticed the leopard print bikini lying on a drawer and picked it
up. He lifted the panties up to his nose and sniffed. Mark had
turned out the light and was running the bikini panties up and
down his massive shaft as he pictured the bikini clad girl he had
seen two days ago.

He heard the door to the honeymoon suite open and watched as
Pamela ran to the bathroom. She seemed to be so happy, and she
was glowing as she ran by him clad only in her garters and
nylons. He crept out as she went into the bathroom. She hadn't
closed the door completely and he peered through the crack. He
could see her reflection in the mirror, and she was bent over
with a tissue cleaning up Will's large deposit of semen from her
pussy. As he watched the beautiful woman scooped up a large glob
of semen off her belly with her finger tip. She seemed to study
it for a bit and then plopped it into her mouth. Mark's foot long
cock was pointing right at the unsuspecting girl and it seemed to
be pulling him towards her as Mark watched Pamela lick up his
buddies sperm. If she wants to taste sperm, he'll let her taste
sperm, thought Mark. She sat down on the toilet and began
removing her stockings as she urinated. Mark headed to her room.
He met Will at the doorway and Will gave him the thumbs up as he
headed down the stairs for some food.

Mark heard Pamela leave the bathroom and head back down the hall.
He grabbed her and held her in his arms when she entered the
room. She hugged him back, a moment before he put his hands on
her shoulders and pushed her down. She resisted at first then
dropped to her knees before his massive cock.

Pamela sighed in her husbands strong arms. She felt his once more
erect penis, rubbing against her leg. His big hands were forcing
her to her knees and she gave in and dropped down. She could
sense his giant penis swaying before her face in the darkness,
like a wild animal waiting to pounce. Michael's large hands
grabbed the sides of her head and began pulling her forward.
"Michael, no, I'm not going to do this," she said firmly.

His hands kept pulling her forward, they were so strong, they
felt like they could crush her if she resisted. "Michael, please
don't, it's disgusting." she pleaded again.

He relentlessly pulled her forward so that the fat head of his
large penis was pushing at her lips. Her heart was beating
rapidly and she could feel the wetness dripping from her legs.
She loved the feeling of being helpless and forced to serve her
husband's every need. She had no idea Michael was this strong and
dominant and she knew that she would be a satisfied woman for the
rest of her life. She relented and opened her mouth to the
monster trying to get inside. She took the fat head in her mouth
and sucked on it for awhile. Pamela removed it from her mouth and
began to lick all around the tip of his penis, then down the
sides. She licked over a large vein on the underside and felt his
pulse with her lips. Her husband had seemed to grow in size when
she had submitted to him and now his body and his penis seemed
absolutely gigantic. She couldn't believe that she had taken all
that monster inside of her and felt proud that she had. She was
new at pleasing a man in this fashion and Michael's hands helped
her as they guided her face all over his large penis. His hands
had her taking about six inches down her throat. He was pumping
her face when she removed it gasping for air.

"Oh Michael, your so big and forceful. I love you. I love your
big penis," She stuttered out as she breathed heavily.


He pulled her back down on him and she began sucking again. Her
mouth was so full of his penis that it clogged her ears and she
barely heard him grunt out, "Call it a cock,"

She felt so slutty as she worshipped his monster "cock". She
relaxed her throat muscles and was able to get another inch and a
half inside. She had been bobbing her head up and down for about
15 minutes when she felt his penis swell up. It grew so big that
she thought her jaw would break as the big head swelled up and
began releasing his load.

It reminded her of a time at college when she had shot gunned a
beer. At first the beer had poured smoothly down her throat, then
she had gagged and the overflow had spilled out of her mouth.

His hot semen filled her belly, then her mouth until it was
pouring out the sides of her mouth and spilling down her chin.
His cock jumped again and another stream filled her mouth. She
liked the taste and hoped that in the future, she'd be able to
swallow all of it. She removed her mouth from the head of his
cock and was caught by surprise when another stream hit her in
the face. She kissed his big head worshipfully.

Mark was  surprised by Pamela's cock sucking ability. What she
had lacked in skill she had made up for with enthusiasm. He
needed a few minutes to recharge and he picked his new cock-slut
up and roughly pushed her onto the bed so that her legs were
dangling off the edge.

Pamela was caught off guard, as her husband tossed her onto the
bed. Was he trying to make up for a years worth of lost sex in
one night? She felt her legs pulled aside and his faced pressed
against her vagina. Before she even had time to protest, Michael
was thrusting his tongue in and out of her vagina. No, not her
vagina, her pussy, he was thrusting his tongue in and out of her
pussy. And it felt incredible! Her friends at school had told her
about this and she had called them sluts and had stormed off to
their laughter. Her belly was undulating uncontrollably and she
was throwing her head back and forth when the third orgasm of her
life erupted from the depths of her body.

Mark had been tugging on his cock as he ate her, and it was rock
hard again by the time she orgasmed in his face. He stood and
flipped the near comatose woman over onto her stomach. He pulled
up her hips so that her pussy was level with his cock as he stood
on the side of the bed. Her head was buried in the blankets and
she moaned when he pushed the head between her vagina lips. "Oh
Michael, please fuck me again," she screamed. "fuck meeee with
that big cock."

Mark had pushed about eight inches into her before he met
resistance. Will had done a good job stretching her out. He
pushed in another inch and heard her moan in pleasure. her pussy
was so tight and hot it was milking his cock, trying to pull it
in deeper. He was surprised that she was thrusting her ass back
into him like she wanted more. He was fucking her hard with nine
inches now and decided to slip in another, She screamed in orgasm
when he reached ten inches. Out of the hundreds of woman he had
fucked, none had been able to take more then ten inches of his
cock and most found ten uncomfortable. Mark knew instinctively
that here was the bitch who could take it all. Will's cum had
softened up her cervix and with a powerful push, he fed another
inch past her cervix and into her womb. She screamed in pain at
the eleven inch mark.

"Nooo Michael it hurts," she sobbed

Mark could hear her crying. He needed to take her mind off her
pussy for a minute. He put two of his big fingers in his mouth to
wet them and started working one around her anus. Pamela was
shocked when she realized what her husband was doing. Her pussy
still ached from the relentless pounding of his insatiable
monster cock and now he was working a finger into her ass.

"No M..ichael, d.. on't" she stuttered out, and cried "Aaaghh" as
his finger pushed in deep. Pamela forgot about the pain in her
pussy as it was replaced by the pain from the finger in her ass.
Mark worked his other finger inside her ass, causing her to
scream again. He knew Will would want a crack at her ass later
and he was helping stretch her out as both his fingers combined
were about the size of a white boys penis. She seemed adequately
distracted now and he fed her all twelve inches of his fat cock.
She didn't scream this time, just moaned and he felt the sheets
slide up the bed as she must have been gripping them tightly.

Will had been wandering around downstairs. He fixed himself a
drink and then walked outside, still naked, to get a breath of
fresh air. He walked by the hot tub and decided to fire it up for
later. He finished with the hot tub and walked inside. In the
living room he looked up in surprise, he could hear the bed
upstairs jumping every time his friend fed Pamela his cock. His
own cock stirred as he imagined the fucking the white girl was
getting from Mark. She'd never go back to white dick after this
night. He sensed Mark was close to finishing and worked his way
upstairs.

The pain was a fading memory and was quickly being overshadowed
by waves of pleasure. Pamela thought that she had died and gone
to heaven or maybe hell and the devil himself had decided to make
her his fuck toy. That was it, only the devil could have a cock
this large, no two cocks, one fucking her ass and one fucking her
pussy.

She was now a complete slut for his cock. Her husband had invaded
every orifice in her body and she would willingly submit to his
every desire from now on. She wanted to scream for him to never
stop fucking her, she wanted to tell him how much she loved his
big cock, she wanted to tell him she loved having his dick in her
mouth and that she loved the taste of his semen, but all she
could get out was a long moan.

She felt it getting closer now. It had started deep in her body
the minute the pain had gone. She was about to have the mother of
all orgasms and the intensity of her feelings frightened her.
Mark heard Will come into the room and pat him on the back. He
grunted in reply.

"I'm going to c..cum, M..m.aster" she screamed.

Will reached over and screwed the light bulb back in until the
light flickered on. Pamela buried her head in the blankets until
her eyes got used to the light.

"I'm going to c..um all over your b..big c..cock again." she
loudly moaned as she got up on her hands and knees thrusting back
into him hard. Pamela could feel the waves of pleasure spreading
out through her body and she turned to smile at her husband. The
first thing she saw was a giant naked black man standing by the
lamp, grinning at her. The image seemed somehow surreal and she
turned to look at Michael. Her eyes opened wide in horror at the
sight of the black giant fucking her. Sweat was pouring down his
face and his massive muscles were rippling on his chest. His eyes
were closed in concentration and he bellowed as he sprayed his
load into her pussy. His cum hit places she didn't know she had
and the feeling put her over the edge as the super orgasm erupted
from her body. She let out a scream so loud that the other black
man covered his ears with his hands. Pamela's eyes rolled up in
her head and she passed out from the pleasure.

Will looked over at the collapsed woman. She was covered in dried
sperm around her mouth and chest. Her pussy was gaping wide and
fresh sperm was pouring out in waves. It made her look even more
beautiful.

"I've never seen anything like that in my life," Will said in
awe. Mark's eyes were still closed and he just grunted as he
gasped for air. The sweat glistened off his heaving chest. "Hey
buddy, you look a sight, I fired up the hot tub. Lets go soak"
Will said. Mark opened his eyes and grinned at his friend. He
threw the comatose Pamela over his shoulder and they headed out
the door.

"She took it all Will," said Mark still in a state of shock.

Will just shook his head. He was as surprised as Mark. "Just what
was all that "Master" shit about?" he asked.

"I don't know," replied Mark swelling up with pride, "but I liked
it." They made it downstairs and Will went to mix them some
drinks. Mark climbed the ladder to the hot tub and sat Pamela
down. He lowered himself in and sighed with pleasure as the heat
penetrated through to his joints. Will soon joined him and they
were laughing as they exchanged stories about the evening. They
heard Pamela stirring.

She awoke form a fantastic dream. She was at her wedding, but
instead of a wedding gown she was wearing her leopard print
bikini as she married Michael. Then after they has said their "I
do's" and kissed, she hurried through the crowd towards the
beach. Only to bump into the arms of a giant black African
warrior. The Black man had told her, "Now my jungle queen, you
are ready to submit to the Nubian warrior." He had forced her to
her knees and she was surprised to see that he had two cocks, one
was a beautiful shiny foot long black monster, and the one above
it was white, half the size of the black one and it was covered
in Vaseline. "Choose" he had demanded and she had began sucking
on the black cock as her parents, husband, and all the wedding
guests applauded in the background.


Pamela opened her eyes and lazily looked around the tub she was
soaking in. She jumped in shock when she saw the black men
staring at her intently. Tears burst from her eyes as she
struggled towards the ladder. "No, no, this can't be happening,"
she cried in agony when two strong hands grabbed her ankles and
pulled her back into the tub. They sat her up and sandwiched her
between their two strong bodies. Her nipples were right at the
water level and the fear and the heat had caused them to become
erect. The two black men began playing with her breasts as she
sat there crying and feeling helpless. She felt herself becoming
aroused again as they explored her body.

The bigger black man on her right, she now recognized him as the
bartender from her wedding, looked so handsome, so different from
the intense animal she had seen fucking her a short time ago. She
shivered at the memory of the massive orgasm his monster cock had
given her. The size differences, the kinky hair, and the hard
chests, they all made sense now.

"W..what have you done with my husband?" she asked.

They just grinned at her and filled her in on the whole sordid
story. At least Michael was alright, she thought and she smiled
when they told her that her husband never had to know about her
infidelity and that she now knew how to please him better. They
were both rubbing her legs and one had slipped a finger into her
pussy causing her to sigh with pleasure. She could see the fat
heads of their giant cocks, hard again, and bobbing in the water.

"P.please stand up," she begged. "I want to see you."

Mark and Will grinned at each other and stood up.

Pamela gazed in awe, as the water cascaded down the two perfect
bodies before her. Every muscle in their bodies was well defined
from their necks to their washboard abs and the monster cocks
jutting out before them. She examined Will's cock first. It was a
beautiful black cucumber that stood out about nine inches. This
wonderful thing had given her, her first orgasm. "Thank you," she
said and she kissed the head of his cock.

She then turned her attention to Mark's cock. She still didn't
know how she had gotten that shiny black monster all the way
inside her. As if he could read her mind, Mark said, "No bitch
has ever taken it all before you did." She flushed with pride at
the compliment as she stared at the black beauty dangling before
her eyes. This thing had taken control of her body and mind. It
had changed the way she thought about sex and about herself. She
thought of herself as a cock-slut now. Just a tool to serve the
needs of any dominant male. This was the thing that she had
submitted to completely. "Master," she said out loud just before
she started slurping on it lovingly.


Will looked at his friend in surprise as the beautiful white
woman worshipped his cock. Mark looked down at his slave. "Bitch,
our drinks are empty." She looked up startled, then scrambled to
go fix them some drinks. "And go put that jungle bikini on for
me," Mark yelled down at her.

She fixed them all some drinks and ran upstairs to throw her
bikini on. She looked at herself in the mirror of the bathroom.
She was a mess and quickly cleaned herself off and touched up her
make up. Pamela looked at the bikini and folded the bra edges
inwards a little making it even smaller. She then pulled the back
of her panties up into her ass, making it look like a thong. She
wanted to please these two black gods, so that they'd fuck her
again. She paused and looked in on Michael, still lying on the
floor. She kissed him on the forehead. "I'm sorry honey," she
said." Everything will be back to normal in a few hours, and I've
learned a lot about how to please you."

She hurried downstairs, grabbed the drinks and handed them up to
Will and Mark. "Good, now go get us something to eat," Mark
ordered her again. It felt good to please her men as she fixed
them up some platters of leftovers.

They had her stand in the center of the hot tub and model her
bikini for them, while they ate. Mark told her to suck on Wills
cock and she squealed with delight as she dropped down to her
knees and plopped his cock into her mouth. Pamela sucked on him
for a while and then sat up and nestled his long cock between her
breasts and began squeezing them around his shaft. He sighed 
when she put the head into her mouth and bean sucking on it
contentedly as she ran her tits up and down his shaft.

"Enough," ordered Mark. "Come here."

Pamela let out a sigh of despair when she released Will's cock.
She really wanted to have him cum in her mouth. Her
disappointment was quickly replaced with pleasure when Mark
pulled her down onto his fat cock again. He groaned as he slid
into her. She took all 12" easily this time and she moaned as she
rode up and down his shaft. Mark grabbed her ass with his hands
and held her still. Her anus was right at the water level and
filled with water as he pulled her cheeks apart. Mark looked over
her shoulder at Will invitingly.


Will positioned his cock head on her rosebud and pushed in. She
was still stretched out and the wetness helped her take most of
his cock all the way inside her ass before she started squirming
in pain. Pamela had never felt so full in her life. She ignored
the pain and started concentrating on pleasing the men. Soon she
was screaming as another orgasm permeated her body. "Fuck my ass,
fuck my pussy, never stop fucking meee," she screamed in
pleasure.


The orgasms just kept coming like a rapid series of machine gun
bursts and she felt like she was going to pass out again. "Ooooh,
you guys are good at this," she moaned.


"We've had plenty of practice," Mark grunted in her ear. Their
rhythm was perfect as she rode their cocks. They had been fucking
her like this for about half an hour when she felt them cum
again, filling her pussy and ass. Their orgasms triggered another
big one and she passed out again from the pleasure.

*****************

She awoke the next morning in her bed. Michael was stirring next
to her. Briefly she thought it had all been a dream, but her
whole body was sore as she stretched and the sheet was wet from
where all their semen had leaked out of her ass and pussy.

"W..what happened," groaned Michael as he held his head.

He couldn't remember a thing. His wife would be furious at him
for passing out on her. He glanced over at Pamela and he saw the
red marks all over her gorgeous body and the dried sperm crusted
on her mouth and crotch area. He must of really fucked the shit
out of her. He smiled she was absolutely stunning and seemed to
be glowing with an inner beauty. His six inch cock was the
hardest its ever been as he looked at her. "How was it," he
asked.

Startled, she looked over at her husband. "It was better then I
ever imagined it could be," she replied. He swelled up with pride
at the compliment and heard her moan with pleasure as he pulled
her on top of him for round two. His penis slid in easily. He was
surprised and disappointed at her looseness. Where was the tight
virginal woman he thought he had married? He couldn't believe
that he hadn't had sex in a year for this.

Pamela moaned with pleasure when she felt Michaels cock head
penetrate her pussy. Finally, she was going to have sex with the
man she loved. She felt very little once the head was in.

"Oooh lover, let me have the rest of your cock," she begged.

Michael looked down at his penis buried inside her to the hilt
and then up at his wife. They just sat there and stared at each
other.

**************

The women were going wild at the club as the hunk cowboy slowly
stripped before them. Mark was behind the bar, his chest was bare
except for a bow tie. It was a busy night and he was taking
advantage of a brief lull to catch up on the dishes behind the
bar. The cowboy, Stallion, was a favorite amongst the regulars
and always drew the crowd away from the bar and towards the
stage. He was bending over when someone said.


"What does a girl gotta do to get a drink around here?"

Mark looked up into the grinning face of the beautiful Pamela
Scott. He knew she would be tracking him down sooner or later.

"I said what does a girl gotta do to get a drink around here?"  
Pamela repeated.

Mark grinned and replied, "Whatever I tell her to do."

The End

Author's Note: This story would not have existed if it weren't
for the art of John Persons. He did a few illustrations he calls
his bridal set featuring a blonde bride wandering down a hall in
white lingerie. She stumbles into a room filled with black
janitors who take advantage of her. Another of his illustrations
inspired my next story, "The Fiancé and the Fitness Instructor."
At this time, a website gave me a free membership in exchange for
interracial stories so I began focusing exclusively on that theme
for awhile.